Doomtree - The Grand Experiment Songtexte

It begins with a flash
I know they say it ends the same
Bit of skill, bit of chance
Now every player guess the game
We start with these planets
Waltzing through the darkness
Tip the axis
That ones ours
Zoom the camera in
Cue lights up dim the stars
We shape the stone
Paint our pictures on the wall
We hunt alone
Plan in spring
Learn to harvest in the fall
And we choose a king
Mind the metal fathers foragers
To better wage our wars
And all of Olympus is laughing
Until we go and split the atom

Push that metal on down the road
We built this city on coal and gold
Money that trickle out
Fill up that cup sip it down
The sultan of sales on down the rails
Everything for sale is the golden rule
Including well
Well I’m no fool
Take it
And the rush and the haze
I don't mind but a body
I don't mind putting it on my mileage
But won't autopilot with my eyelids shut
I'm still gunning but I learn what’s worth
Hunting
And I learn what’s worth
Nothing
So I better outdone it

There’s no escape
They always looking for that easy out
There's no where to go
Yeah

Now all the parts are runnin’
Sparks are spilling out the gears
Over some thousand faces waiting years to see this work
Aching cause they need it first
Patient but they seem berserk
Craving for that piece of merch
Yo save a slice for me and her
Isn't it marvellous
Just darling its the newest thing
Its totally harmless but its charming it's the cutest thing
But it bites not hard just hard enough to break the skin
And your bone
And your back
And the bank
But wait it comes with a warranty
For a week and that’s respectable
Its cheap and its ethical
Well it's ethical
Well it's magical really
See you put the cash in the till
Fill in the blanks that’s it
For my next trick I need your password and an exit
And then poof

Out of hand
Motor mind
Off the line
The operator
I’m gonna live forever
Give me gorilla arms
Then shot me into outer space
With hyper colour glitter bombs
We'll make our mark
They'll put no stops to us
We'll leave our footprints on foothills
And dance the megatropolis
Pushing evolution faster
Catching continental drifts
Desperately solutions for problems that we know we'll never fix
In the belly of a robot out the valley of a microchip
Dialysis in Wonderland, to Apple-Z the viruses
I've never been myself
No human experience
You can’t Apple-S yourself
This is the grand experiment
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